Chapter 11 (1/2)
”Go!”
”Drink --!”
The strong man let out a terrible howl, held up his shield and slammed into the dead soldier with the speed of 100 meters sprint!
There was only a crash. The dead soldiers holding the rusty sword were smashed to pieces by Brad's shield, and the bones scattered around like internal blasting.
”Succeeded?!”
Brad couldn't help cheering up when he succeeded. He looked at the bones all over the ground happily, and then looked back at the direction of arrow.
”Don't give up your vigilance! It's not over yet! ”
Ailuo shouted, and the soldier immediately recovered himself after being shouted, and kept vigilant again, looking at the bones all over the ground.
Sure enough, the scattered and split bones began to operate again after a short silence of less than two seconds and returned to the dead soldiers. At the moment of recovery, the rusty sword in its hand had been waved towards arrow!
With the protection of the small round shield, Brad is no longer as embarrassed as he was last night. Even if the undead soldiers walked quickly, occasionally bypassed the protection of the round shield and wielded their sword on Brad, the armor made of shrem skin can easily resist the damage of the rusty sword.
Seeing that the other party could hardly cause damage to himself, Brad's action was more bold and confident. He raised the hammer and hit the dead soldier's chest, breaking and dispersing the bones again.
”(goblin language) president! Is there any way to completely solve this thing? ”
Buffy saw that Brad was not in danger for the time being, so she flew out of his pocket and came to ello's ear. The flower goblin looked a little nervous and watched the dead soldier recover again, but the battle could not last forever.
But arrow is thinking, too.
His eyes fell on cocoa, who was crouching on the ground and trembling with fear.
From the scene just now, the little girl really didn't lie about being unable to control the dead soldiers. That feeling of fear is not false.
In that case, things will be in trouble.
Dead soldiers are a kind of magic, just like the puppet magic of life magic. There are two most convenient and quickest ways to remove Magic. One is for the magician to remove it by himself, and the other is to kill the magician.
But now it's obvious that we can't start with these two... Is it a magic riot?
This concept has only been seen in the book. At the same time, the book also said that magic riots are very dangerous. If this is the case, it is definitely not something that a small guild can handle.
... No.
When you encounter something, you can't first think of complicating the problem.
Human beings have a bad habit of instinctively complicating and abstracting things they can't understand. Because once things exceed human's own understanding ability, human beings can have reason to give up thinking.
Therefore, it is time to think in a simple direction. Think about it carefully. If you want to go against the magician's own will, the dead soldiers will not only have a magic riot
It's only an option to be controlled by other magic.
”Brad!”
”Drink!”
With a shield shot, Brad broke one arm of the dead soldier again.
”Break its skull!”
”Yes! President! ”
The hammer swung in his hand, but the dead soldier did something he would never do before!
Its head even shifted to the side before it was about to meet the hammer. The hammer crashed into the skeleton, but its head rolled to the side.
”Don't run!”
Brad caught up and swung the hammer again. This time, only the head of the dead soldier clicked and broke.
”Shrem?!”
Inside the broken head, a colorless and transparent soft mud monster immediately recalled the terrible memories in Brad's heart.
It's no wonder Brad didn't have strict combat training and instinctively retreated after experiencing shrem's fear. Seeing, the cracked skull began to heal again, and the dead soldiers were about to recover again!
Arrow rushed up, took off his robe, wrapped the skull and put it on the ground.
”Come again!”
Seeing that his president took the lead, Brad calmed down, had the courage to rise again, picked up the hammer and swung it again.
As the sound of the broken bones sounded again, arrow shook his robe, and the shrem was sprinkled around with the broken bones. After it completely left the broken bones, the repeated awakening of the dead soldiers finally stopped and stopped moving.
”Slim, it's slim again! President, there are too many shrems around here. ”
The shrem was still wandering around, and seemed to want to find the bones of the dead soldiers. But after looking for a long time, there was nothing. It could only move its body and drill into the grass by the side of the road.
”Shrem is a very low demon. It's normal to have a large number.”
There was another word that arrow didn't say.
Although it is normal to have a large number, it is a bit surprising that it can reproduce the high demon shrem who can control the dead soldiers. But that explains why the dead soldiers steal cheese pies.
The shrem king in the shining forest seems to have to deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise something may appear in the future.
”Don't chase it. We don't have the right tools to do it now. Let it go. Shrem stings are more painful, but there are few major casualties. In short, the task is now completed. ”
AIRO breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the other side with his robe, still spread on the ground, panting cocoa.
”Is it better?”
Arrow held out his hand with a signature smile on his face.
Cocoa picked up the twig, and his two legs are still shaking. She breathed heavily, and it took a long time before she stopped shaking.
But
”Bone soldiers accompany.”
The small dead tree branches flickered, but the broken bones quickly came to cocoa. The dead soldiers who were reunited stably held the rusty sword in their hands, but the blade was aligned with arrow's neck.
”President!”
Brad and buffy obviously didn't expect this step, and they screamed at the same time.
The smile on arrow's face was also a little stiff, but he soon resumed his smile and raised his hands to slow down his movements as much as possible.
In contrast, cocoa's eyes are no longer as timid as before.
Her eyes really showed the color that a necromancer should have. Cold, cruel, without a little living blood.
The necromancer stood up, adjusted his robe and covered his slightly petite body again. She took a step back, but the sword of the dead soldier on arrow's neck didn't move a penny.
”Brad, don't move（ Goblin language) Buffy, stop. ”
Brad had just raised his hammer, but now he had to put it down. Buffy can only stop on Brad's shoulder and look here nervously.